All Chapters of Ways We've Never Loved: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

DYANNE“I heard you got called in by the dragon,” a female voice says, causing me to raise my gaze from my desk. When I look up, it's just Fiona.“Yeah,” I sigh.She comes to stand by my desk, gesturing for me to have the brown paper bag in her hand, which I do.“What's this?” I ask, peering into the bag. What I see immediately answers my question. “Everyone was leaving for lunch, and you didn't, so I figured I'd get you a little something.”“I hope you like bagels,” she winks. I give her a warm smile. “You didn't have to.”A frown settles on her face. “You better not be telling me you can't accept it.”I laugh, knowing it's going to be a dead end with her. I place the bag on the table. “I won't.”She smiles in satisfaction as she nods. “So I hope all is well with Mr. Morgan.“I'm about to ask her what she means when I realize what she's asking.“Oh, I did some questionable things, apparently, so he's punishing me for it by making me work directly under him.”Her eyes widen as she g

DYANNEThe ride to the place turns out unnecessarily long and uneventful. I try my best to ignore the fact that I'm riding with Alex and instead give all my attention to familiarizing myself with all the information I need to know so I wouldn't look lost during the meeting—and well, Alex requested I do. I'm still lost as to why it has to be me. There are other people who'd benefit him more if they went with him.When I finally raise my gaze from my iPad, I notice that we are now driving into a parking space. I immediately pack up my things as the driver skillfully maneuvers his way through the other cars into an empty space.He gets out of the car—to hold out Alex's door, I assume, so I get out through my side. I walk over to the other side, and when Alex alights from the car, he drops his gaze to me, assessing my outfit.I unintentionally reach out to brush my hands down my pants.As if being satisfied with my looks, he takes his gaze off me and starts to walk away, so I take that

DYANNEMy body tenses, and I feel my blood pressure shoot up. Regina Morgan.The last time I saw her, she acted like she didn't recognize me. How did she get my number? Why's she reaching out to me now?“I got news that you moved back to the city.”I force my legs to move away from Alex's door and down the hallway.“Yes, I did.”You saw me the other day, I want to add, but I don't, for some reason.“Hmm,” she hums, and I can imagine her nodding and smirking to herself in satisfaction. “We should catch up over dinner.”I know that means no good for me. Regina didn't like me that much to want to casually catch up over dinner with me. It's either a warning or a job she wants me to get done, and it's never good for me.The last time we caught up, I regretted listening to what she had to say—I still do—and maybe forever will.“I don't think I can make it. I'm swamped with work these days, and—”“Don't you work at MGN?““Would you like me to ask Alex to give you a day off?““No!“I say imme

DYANNE “Excuse me?“Her expression doesn't change.“You must know that Alexander is getting married to Nicole Cauvman soon.”“And for some reason, he's been holding back on that. Even more firmly ever since you got back,”I scoff. “So you think I'm here to get together with Alex?“A dry laugh escapes my throat. “You must not know your son enough to think he still loves me.”The smirk is no longer there, and a glare takes its place on her face.“Whether he does or whether he doesn't, you being here is a distraction for him.”She taps the table impatiently. “Don't you have a few debts you still need to settle?““There's a few thousand in the envelope. There'll be more when you move.”“Your feeding and housing will also be covered while you hunt for jobs.”I burst out laughing because she's so fucking funny and ridiculous. When it feels like I've laughed to my heart's content, I can feel tears slipping out of my eyes, not because I'm anything close to happy or amused but because I fee

DYANNE“Thank you for today.” “And I'm sorry if I caused any inconvenience at any point,” I say to Alex as I hold my bag tightly. “I'd say I owe you one, but I don't think there's anything beneficial I could give you,” I add.He crosses his arms. “Are you offering me or not?““I mean, if there's something I could give you,”Wait, what even am I saying? You are crazy, Dyanne?“Very well then, Collins,” he says, uncrossing his arm.He steps forward. “You owe me one.”He takes another step forward. My grip on my bag tightens, my heart racing.What's he doing?He raises his hands, and I flinch, but they come down to my hair, picking out something.He lowers his hand and tucks it into his pocket.“I'm not going to hit you, Collins.” I know. You're just acting strange. “Hm,”“I should get going.”“Thank you once again,” I say and turn around, walking out of the house immediately. It isn't until I'm in the elevator that I let out a deep breath.“Damn, what the hell just happened?”“I j